I am not your victim.
I won’t run and hide.
I will stand up for the truth.
I’m on my own side!
I have had a hard life,
So you look down upon me,
But I’m not the rock under your shoe.
I’m the bird, flying high and free!
You may try to shoot me down,
To feel better about your place….
Planted firm upon the heavy Earth;
Yet, this is not the case.
Shooting me down won’t help you up.
Won’t loose one’s feet from the ground.
You want to know how to fly?
Make sure no one’s around…
To hold you down…to clip your wings…
To take the length and breadth,
Of the spirit which lies inside of you,
Full of hope and depth.
I am not your victim,
I won’t run and hide.
Shoot me down. I’ll get back up,…
For I’m on my own side.
K. Aldaya, 8/2/20
Picture: By Ryan Moreno on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/IcAtXrAZx8E
I long to escape,
Yet I’ve nowhere to go.
My heart lies on the ground,
Covered over with snow.
I long to fly up…
Upon the winds, and free,
Instead at the window,
I dream of being me.
I long to return,
To the sun and the earth,
Where I feel warm and light,
And every breath has worth.
I long to escape,
Though I’ve nowhere to go;
Yet when winter is gone,
Do not find me and sow.
Please spread my dust out,
I have places to go.
K. Aldaya, 5/21/19
Picture: By: Ross Sneddon on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/-_GA1e-813o
Sometimes I wish that I could be a traveler who wanders ever free.
Free to go wherever they choose.
Free to hear all the news.
Free to be who they want to be.
Free to see what they want to see.
Free to run through corn fields, and sleep out under the moon;
And see all the wonderful beauty that most forget to tune.
Sometimes I wish that I could be, a wanderer who travels ever so free.
K. Aldaya, 5/31/02
Picture: Photographer Unknown; http://scenery-wallpapers.com/walls/green_field_wallpaper-wide.jpg
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
